Amber's Story Novels & Stories

I asked the front desk receptionist. "Don't you know that after Amber's ex-husband smashed the whiskey bottle on her fiancé, karma struck back and caused him to be involved in a serious car accident?" She was absorbed in her paperwork and barely glanced up at me. "What?" I feel as though the sky has burst, and I am drowning in flooded water while I listen to her. Since I didn't think she was telling the truth, I went to the ambulance on my own and found his body covered in blood. What he did to himself—oh no.

It was clear that the occupants of the cottage did not like her presence. “G-good evening, Sir. I’m so sorry to bother you." The woman suddenly became polite. With great difficulty, she tried to stifle her rumbling breath. “My name is Amber and I am not a bad person. I came to this country to meet Adam Smith. But as it turned out, I got cheated. My stuff was taken and I was abandoned in this frosty forest.” While clenching his jaw, the man brought his head closer to Amber. “I’ll ask again. Can't you read?"

Once Amber got to her apartment she threw her bag on her tiny blue comforter set and went into her cupboard that was close to her small sized mattress.H er apartment was tiny compared to Gregory's, it's been a week since she stopped talking to him or Lisa and she hasn't been the same, she had been going to work and messing things up that her boss, a middle aged man Henry had to give her some time off,but now it looked like she was not only taking some time off but she was going to have to quit because if Alek and his men mistakenly found out she was as good as dead.

he asked. Amber could feel the conversation between them going smoothly and she guessed he must be curious. She sniffed and raised her eyes a little. “I must have lost my mind for a second back there but, I think he deserved it,” she replied and when she did not hear him talk back, she said, “Father Aiden or whatever you call him, he is—was my history teacher when this place was still alive. We call him Mr. Evans and I guess the students loved him because of the stories he do read to us before the end of the class.” She looked up to see him staring at her while also listening and she continued, “He told us stories about your kind and would always tell us that everything he read in the book f

But Amber was already up, peering at Bri with a smile. “Come, sleep with me,” Amber added, and Bri ran to the couch. Amber supported her and brought in her up to the couch. She covered herself with a blanket before closing her eyes. My heart thumped a skip before the pain took over my heart. The view of her sleeping with the baby was the same one I ever fantasized about when she was pregnant with our baby. My heart clutched thinking about our baby. My one mistake led me here today, My baby was away from us, not knowing where Joseph had concealed him. The time I found my Amber, She was in a coma, laying in a governmental ward. I found her after three years since she disappeared from the facto

He would visit the vets who had no family and keep them company by listening to their stories, playing games, or read them books. One of the good ones, born into a privileged world but not ruined by it, and Adam’s life had been taken far too soon. He would have continued to do good things and help make the world a better place if only he’d been given the chance to grow up. Nineteen years hadn’t been enough time. It was true that only the good died young. Amber wiped at her eyes. She couldn’t fall apart now. She had to complete her mission. Needed to stay strong. She just feared how badly Grayson would take the news of the truth behind his brother’s death. She wondered if he was strong enoug

"Do you know what Jimmy did to her." "What he did?" She says indignantly. "She went out on him and got herself pregnant!" Amber says, louder than I think she means to, and glances around to see if anyone heard her. We're alone, so she continues. "You know she's pregnant, right?" She says conspiratorially.

“After a week, I met Amber. The doctor told us she might go into a coma because she was gaining and losing consciousness. She asked me to promise her that I will take care of her baby like mine, and I agreed to know what motherly love is after taking my baby in my hand for the first time. I become strong for them. I know I have to work hard to give them the best life and to protect them. We shifted from that village after a week. The doctor told us Amber can't stay in the hospital because it's a small hospital, and they can't cure Amber, so we sent her City's government hospital but after two years we heard the whole hospital turn into Ash. There was a big blast in the hospital due to oxygen

She picked a more familiar colleague and asked in private, "When did Amber end up in jail? What did she do?" That person was typing for quite a while before a text wall popped up in the chat. "It happened just recently! You didn't know? Amber supposedly developed depression or bipolar disorder after losing her baby and fought with the department head every day. Then somehow it got worse, and she actually knocked him down with her car! Someone called the police, and Amber was arrested soon after. The head was hurt pretty bad. Two days ago, we went to see him once, and we heard that he's now paralyzed from the waist down. He'll never be able to walk again!"

And then he plunged inside of me, as I screamed and cried out in pain… Feeling all the little sanity I had left knock out of my body. CHAPTER ONE AMBER My alarm pinged into a frenzy on my bedside table. I woke up from my slumber, stretching and yawning loudly. My name is Amber Amrezy. I’m thirty years old, and I live in Leeds, a city in England. I have long, jet black hair, caramel-coloured skin, big brown eyes, a pointed nose, and heart-shaped lips. I’ve been living in Leeds for two and a half years, ever since I ran away from my abusive ex-boyfriend Agron. With the way that Agron used to treat me, I was too paranoid to even leave my apartment most of the time. That was why I had a stay-at-